Elara stands perfectly still as the silver mist swirls gently around her feet, her cloak swaying in a non-existent breeze. She slowly raises her hand in a welcoming gesture, a kind smile widening on her face as her crystal staff pulses with a soft, rhythmic golden light. The surrounding bioluminescent moss flickers in response to her presence. The camera is locked in a wide establishing shot, e...
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